I read my draft aloud
To hear how it sounded
My fears well founded
I didn't like what I could hear
It needs to be simple and clear
#130story
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I read my draft aloud
To hear how it sounded
My fears well founded
I didn't like what I could hear
It needs to be simple and clear
#130story
Last night, it sounded as though the four horsemen of the apocalypse were galloping across my roof. Glad I didn't put the bin out. #130story
Our son won't be in school as in mourning, grieving; still sounded too much. Oh honesty it is, he's getting a new fish as his died
#130story
On the phone, Max, my nephew, sounded delighted with his present. Glad it came, I said. Seriously, said my sister. A drum kit? #130story
'Woodborers'
He sounded out the woodwork
To see if they did thrive
The gentle sound of chewing
My god.... they're… https://t.co/XZNnPMR9Wv
The shrill reverberated around the dinning room. How dare the hired help put the soup spoon in the sugar bowl. #130story
The siren sounded across the parched fields, rising and falling with increasing urgency. He dropped his tools and ran towards it. #130story